Applesauce cookies were a Christmas tradition when I was growing up. My mom only made them at Christmas time. It is a sentimental recipe from Louise Brackney, a friend of my Granny's.
Since moving out with my own copy of the applesauce cookie recipe, I have broken the tradition and I make them any time I want them. Aha! With chopped walnuts and a bit of wheat flour. And then we eat the whole batch in 24 hours, leaving them out on the cooling rack so they get a little crunchy/dried out on the edges. Yum. Then we've effectively quenched that craving and I don't make them again for a long time.
Tiffany mentioned them to Carly on Facebook recently, which ignited my craving for them, thus causing me to make a delicious batch. And test them on Charlie...
I was a little worried he wouldn't like them because he powerfully rejected the sacred avocado. Would he also spit out the treasured applesauce cookie?
Checking out the in-mouth texture.
Giving it the poke test.
And, does it work as a hand exfoliant?
Approved!
And then we practiced the ancient art of
rolling Reuben into a burrito.
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I never got around to making them when I did that post on facebook. But yesterday while the boys were gone Riley helped me make some. We made the frosting orange too. There's about 1/2 a batch left. They'll be gone by tomorrow!
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